Exercise is supposed to make you feel younger not older, right? If so, why do I feel like an old woman?
Yesterday I did the two circuits of my workout and it just about killed me. Jell-o isn't what my body felt like. Pain. That's what I felt in every cell of my body. This morning I woke up and I can barely move. I'm stiff and I feel like I'm riddled with arthritis.
Today is payday, so this weekend I'm going to get a new DVD player with a remote and go back to Jillian. She never hurt me. She worked my tushie off and made me sore, but I never felt like this. It's yucky!
My workout this morning was half of what it normally is. I tried to do jumping jacks, but I just couldn't. I did what I could, which wasn't much, and hopefully this weekend I'll recover enough to enjoy my parents' visit from California. Right now I'm depressed, and I just want to go back to bed and cry. Hopefully, a hot shower will help.
Wish me luck!
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